Every single night I endure the fight of little wings of white-flamed butterflies in my brain. These ideas of mine percolate the mind, trickle down the spine, swarm the bell, swellin' to a blaze. That's when the pain comes in like a second skeleton trying to fit beneath the skin. I can't fit the feelings in. Every single night is a fight with my brain.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 29820 | 2023-03-15 14:30:58 | 118.99 | 99% |
| 27758 | 2022-12-20 14:08:20 | 104.19 | 99% |
| 27350 | 2022-11-25 15:02:25 | 98.97 | 98% |
| 21641 | 2021-10-17 12:20:39 | 100.93 | 98% |
| 17461 | 2020-11-24 19:38:29 | 89.86 | 98% |
| 13010 | 2019-07-09 08:35:43 | 84.64 | 97% |
| 4207 | 2018-09-26 15:31:53 | 74.63 | 98% |